Xiang Ningxuan's eyes were slightly condensed, staring at the long swords in the hands of the three immortals of the Anarchy Sect who were surrounding him. The message sent through the sixth sense was nothing in front of him, and only the murderous aura carried on the sword was like the essence. It was not the original body, but it was definitely an extremely powerful energy projection.

"By the way, the Immortal Sword!" Xiang Ningxuan suddenly realized that the power of the Immortal Sword in his hand increased sharply. It was probably not an illusion, but a projection of energy lost in the Styx River.

The four swords of Zhuxian, their energy projection fell into the Styx River for some reason, and was pulled by the law of cause and effect, and appeared in front of Xiang Ningxuan, holding the Immortal Sword.

This is not important, what is important is... how to take away the two unlucky guys, namely the energy of the Return of the Fairy Sword and Kui Mulang and the Fire Monkey.

"If you don't belong to me, don't force me, no one who belongs to me will take away!"

Xiang Ningxuan first stabilized his mind and realized his nature. His divine thoughts were like lightning. The surrounding environment did not change, but the essence of the core gradually appeared in his mind.

He calmly said, "Don't panic! The energy projection of the four swords of Zhuxian is here with me. All you two have to face is the erosion of the Styx itself. If you can't even withstand this level of pressure, you still want to break out of the constraints of the Gods List and re-enter the Immortal Class?"

Kui Mulang and the Huo Monkey were just a scene of death in the Battle of the Gods. They were panicked when they lost their minds. After being kicked by Xiang Ningxuan, they immediately joined forces to meet the enemy back to back, but they could still hold on for a while.

Kui Mulang said: "Master, we were too deeply immersed in the past and were all confused. The Styx River is different from the material world. The essence here is only spiritual. The strength in reality has little influence. Only a firm will can resist the erosion of the Styx River."

"I understand, take care of yourself."

Next is the duel between the four swords of Zhu Xian: Xiang Ningxuan held the Sword of Immortality in his hand to fight against the other three fairy swords.

Judging from the more than a dozen rounds of the fight, it is absolutely impossible to fight and consume. The opponent has the blessing of weak water from the Styx, and he will never be afraid of spending it forever. The only way is to concentrate the main force to defeat the enemy in one fell swoop.

As Kui Mulang said, this is a spiritual showdown. First of all, we must strengthen our fighting spirit: Why do I fight? Why do I have to fight and win?

The second is to weaken the opponent's fighting spirit, and it is best to break the opponent's mental defense. This may project the three energy sources for your own use.

Qiangqiang, the three swords of Zhuxian put a lot of pressure. Xiang Ningxuan was as soon as he distracted from thinking, but he was forced into danger by them.

The sword-holder of Zhu Xian's three swords has turned into an indescribable energy body. The three swords circled and flew, one sword attacked head-on, one sword flew and harassed, and one sword waited for an opportunity to move behind the sword, and suddenly moved and changed, unpredictable changes.

No matter how Xiang Ningxuan turns to move, he must face these three attacks, which are really powerful and have nowhere to use. Moreover, his mind is divided into three uses, so he naturally has no time to think about the way to break the deadlock. Fortunately, he is trapped in his fairy sword, otherwise it will trip you up under his feet, and he will probably have died long ago.

"Bah! I'm not suitable for intellectual reasoning at all. Hesitation will only miss opportunities. It's better to learn He Yang and be brainless and reckless to the end." Anyway, Xiang Ningxuan couldn't think of any solution, so he just wanted to fight head-on.

Regardless of the wing attacks or the sword behind him, he caught the sword in front and fought hard. Wherever it turned, it was the front.

Clang clang clang, fighting for three swords in a row. The energy projection of the fairy sword really couldn't withstand it, and the light began to dim.

Of course, Xiang Ningxuan was not feeling well. The flanks and the sword behind him frequently attacked, piercing his body. Although the soul cannot die, every time he hit a sword, it seemed as if his head was split, part of his soul was pulled away, and the entire soul gradually collapsed.

"They are just two rebel generals in the Heavenly Court. Do you really want to go against the will of heaven for them?" A voice sounded in Xiang Ningxuan's mind.

"I am just a mortal, and I don't know the number of days. I only know that I have the responsibility to protect everyone who trusts me and supports me. Today, I can abandon both of them, tomorrow I will abandon other followers, and the day after tomorrow I will abandon everyone."

The voice in his mind said again: "But you can't protect them, and you will harm more innocent people. The way of heaven is clear, those who follow it will live, and those who go against it will die!"

"God! It's obviously in accordance with the heavens, but now it has become a way of heaven. Have you eaten by you?" Xiang Ningxuan immediately retorted and said, "Maybe I am weak alone, but behind me is a powerful motherland and hundreds of millions of people. No one can stop us from pursuing prosperity and strength freedom, and the way of heaven cannot do it!"

"I can't get it. Sleep the Immortal Sword and return to your position quickly!"

A soul roared in his heart. Not only did Xiang Ningxuan tremble in his spirit, but the immortal sword in his hand seemed to be inspired and was a little out of control.

The enemy also took the opportunity to speed up the attack frequency, and the sword light repeatedly passed through Xiang Ningxuan's body.

He was anxious, he was anxious! His mentality was shaken! This shows that my approach was right. This soul-ruffled shout not only did not frustrate Xiang Ningxuan, but instead brought the disintegrating spirit back to its regain.

He sneered at the same time: "Hmph! What is the way of heaven, what is the way of heaven? What is the way of heaven? What is the guy who can be beaten back with one sword? Why do you represent the way of heaven?"

laugh!

When the other party was defending him, Xiang Ningxuan set out his sword again with a humble state.

Anger, hatred, and unwillingness permeates from the weak water: "The lowly mortals, don't eat and punish them for toasting! Since you don't listen to your honest advice and go against the will of heaven, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

The three swords of Zhu Xian combined with the power of the soul in the Styx, crushing from all directions, and the power was like the sky collapsed and the earth was unstoppable.

But Xiang Ningxuan was not afraid. As long as his mentality did not collapse, no one could do anything to him on the Styx River. What's more, the other party was just a charlatan who was in the name of the way of heaven.

"Yes, that's it. If you can't convince others, you will solve it with force. The so-called way of heaven means killing all opponents, and you are the only correct truth." Xiang Ningxuan mocked.

"court death!"

Clang! This time, the three swords of Zhuxian concentrated their strength to attack from the front, but were blocked by Xiang Ningxuan's sword swing. However, the energy of the sword control turned into sharp cones and shot over, instantly knocking Xiang Ningxuan's will torn apart.

The weak water of the Styx River invaded with the flow, and the cold cold invaded the bone marrow and went straight into the depths of the soul. The fear of life's instinct for death was completely aroused, so that Xiang Ningxuan felt that he could not move and think at all.

"Hmph, mortal, isn't the taste of death very ecstatic? I still use it to think of you. Now I will spare your life when I look back."

"Don't you know that you have been in the Styx for so long?"

"Do you still dare to be stubborn? Do you know who I will be?"

I care who you are? It’s useless for me to come! “Bah, a deserter!”

"What?"

Xiang Ningxuan scolded: "The underworld is almost captured by evil demons from outside the territory, but you still have time to mess around here. Why aren't it deserters? They are all trashers who are the civil war experts and foreign war experts. No wonder the underworld cried and begged me to support me."

The one who can mobilize the power of the Styx and the projection of the Zhuxian Sword must be a big boss in the underworld. And it is directly targeted at him. Kui Mulang and the Huo Monkey have become followers, but they don’t have that much face to let the big boss in the underworld do it themselves. However, what he didn’t expect was that when the underworld was beaten by the demon, they could still give him some people to give him a warning.

"Looking for death!" The power of the Styx came again.

Faced with an aggressive opponent, Xiang Ningxuan gritted his teeth and said, "That's right! I'm here to seek death."

He completely let go of his defense and allowed the power of the Styx to erode his soul, but all his energy was concentrated on the Sword of the Immortal.

One sword pointed out and pointed directly at the core.

Time and space seemed to be suspended, and only a sword light flashed in the weak water of the Styx.

Ao!

A tragic wail resounded across the world, and the River Styx, which had always been calm, suddenly rolled up a whirlpool. It took a long time to return to peace.
Chapter completed!